"OK," said Rick as they got in to Sam's car. Look, to get us started, why don't you start by asking me some brainless questions so I can explain a few of the basic differences between the US and Italy." It's just a feelgood travel romp to show that Italy may be foreign and bad at football - they play soccer here - but even airheaded jocks can appreciate the quaintness if they really try. "No gangsters, then?" Rick asked, somewhat disappointed. He's writing something homier and cuter this time." "But this is a John Grisham book and we're in Italy." "I guess you must be in the mafia," Rick whispered. Rick had never heard of Italy, but it sounded a long, long way away and a long, long way away was the place he needed to be.Ī week later, he was greeted at the station. Three thousand euros a month plus an apartment and a car." "I've got you a contract as the pro quarterback for Parma in the Italian league. "There is some good news, though," Arnie said.
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